 | 1865 - 296 str.
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 | 1827 - 496 str.
...'sa dance of leaves in that aspen bower, There 'sa titter of winds in that beechen tree, There 'sa smile on the fruit, and a smile on the flower, And...the leaping waters and gay young isles, Ay look, and he '11 smile thy gloom away. PASSAGE OF THE RED SEA. ALL day the wearied Israelites Across the desert... | |
 | 1827 - 500 str.
...'sa dance of leaves in that aspen bower, There 'sa titter of winds in that beechen tree, There 'sa smile on the fruit, and a smile on the flower, And...the leaping waters and gay young isles, Ay look, and he '11 smile thy gloom away. B, PASSAGE OF THE RED SEA. ALL day the wearied Israelites Across the desert... | |
 | 1927 - 458 str.
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 | 1832 - 868 str.
...of leaves in that aspen bower, 1 here 'sa titter of winds in that bcecucn tree, lliuro 'aa smile ou the fruit, and a smile on the flower, And a laugh...from the brook that runs to the sea. And look at the brood-faced sun how he smiles On the dewy earth that smiles in his ray, Oil the leaping waters and... | |
 | 1832 - 406 str.
...easy gale. There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower. There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree, There's a smile on the fruit, and a smile on the tiovrtr, Aod a laugh from the lirook that runs to the sea. And look at the hroad-faced sun how he smiles... | |
 | 1837 - 408 str.
...easy gale. " There's a dance of leaves in the aspen bower, There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree, There's a smile on the fruit, and a smile on...young isles, Ay, look, and he'll smile thy gloom away. THE FIRST DAY OF TERM. " HAS anybody called upon me, this morning, Mrs. Brown ? " inquired Mr. Launcelot... | |
 | 1833 - 274 str.
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 | 1834 - 222 str.
...'sa dance of leaves in that aspen bower, There 'sa titter of winds in that becchen tree, There 'sa smile on the fruit, and a smile on the flower, And a laugh from the brook that runs to the iea. And look at the broad-faced nun how he smiles On the dewy earth that smiles in his ray, On the... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1836 - 286 str.
...easy gale. There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower, There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree, There's a smile on the fruit, and a smile on...isles ; Ay, look, and he'll smile thy gloom away. TO THE FRINGED GENTIAN. THOU blossom bright with autumn dew, And coloured with the heaven's own blue,... | |
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There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower, There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree, There's a smile on the fruit and a smile on the flower, And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea. 
